| The first excerpt represents the past or something you must release, and is drawn from Black Beauty by Anna Sewell: Surely this would stop them! But no; with scarcely a pause
Lizzie took the leap, stumbled among the rough clods and fell.
Blantyre groaned, "Now, Auster, do your best!" He gave me a steady rein.
I gathered myself well together and with one determined leap
cleared both dike and bank.
Motionless among the heather, with her face to the earth,
lay my poor young mistress. Blantyre kneeled down and called her name:
there was no sound. Gently he turned her face upward: it was ghastly white
and the eyes were closed. "Annie, dear Annie, do speak!"
But there was no answer. He unbuttoned her habit, loosened her collar,
felt her hands and wrist, then started up and looked wildly round him
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The second excerpt represents the present or the deciding factor of the moment, and is drawn from Seraphita by Honore de Balzac: lisp a few syllables of the Word, often have not where to lay their
head; hunted like beasts they perish on the scaffold, to the joy of
assembled peoples, while Angels open to them the gates of heaven.
Therefore, your destiny is a secret between yourself and God, just as
love is a secret between two hearts. You may be the buried treasure,
trodden under the feet of men thirsting for gold yet all-unknowing
that you are there beneath them.
"Henceforth your existence becomes a thing of ceaseless activity; each
act has a meaning which connects you with God, just as in love your
actions and your thoughts are filled with the loved one. But love and
its joys, love and its pleasures limited by the senses, are but the
Seraphita |
The third excerpt represents the future or something you must embrace, and is drawn from A Collection of Beatrix Potter by Beatrix Potter: soot into the fender.
Tom Kitten coughed and choked with the
smoke; he could hear the sticks beginning
to crackle and burn in the fireplace down
below. He made up his mind to climb right
to the top, and get out on the slates, and
try to catch sparrows.
"I cannot go back. If I slipped I might
fall in the fire and singe my beautiful tail
and my little blue jacket."
The chimney was a very big old-fashioned
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